Endless summery powerblading sessions, crazy parties behind me different cities every day and one more dream of mine came true, I slept in a lighthouse!
I remember arriving in Thessaloniki minutes before a big storm hit the region. Was kinda fun actually, playing around in the rain did sober me up. I found a cosy little hostel but I gotta share my dorm room -which I happened to flood in the first 5 min- with the craziest badass guy ever. (I attract fools) I didn`t get kicked out but weren`t allowed more beer. However.. we wrote a song and sang it to mama (the boss) which she absolutely hated, I even peeled a potato to impress her. But she had a heart of a stone..Tried to obtain free rides at the truck stops but not 1 driver pulled over. Probably coz my dear friend was acting like a zombie who just had an epileptic fit. I was begging him to try to appear to be walking, in the mean time thinking how to hide the smell of alcohol if someone picks us up, coz deffo all of us would pass out. He is a heavy smoker and also has been drinkin every hour 2 beers for the past 3 days . We literally walked across the boarder without showing anything, no clue how this could happen, the dude with me looked like someone who has spent the last 2 years in prison. No choice but walking to the nearest town where our journey split, I took a train north and somebody else gotta babysit for him.I cought up with Samo and the gang in Slovenia to join them on the Bal-Bal-Balkan tour. I gotta brake the journey coz of a wedding but we reunited in Turkey. That was a hectic schedule, not to mention that I got arrested at the Croatia-Hun border. My freakin coat caught up on a police guy`s gun on the train at the passport control so I pulled it, to free my coat and he thought I wanted to shoot ppl. They kept me in and I missed my connection, just made it to the wedding next day straight from the p station, looking like a homeless hobo, I had cooler hair than Russ Brand. Instead of searching up the others (which was kinda impossible in a metropolis like this, when they r out skatin on the streets) I spent the first day in Istanbul blading with a group of my turkish friends, also celebrating my friend Ozan`s 30th birthday. Some of them stuck with us for a few more days and took us to the good spots. Huge unskateable stuff… which in a way was a challenge, so I kinda liked it, but. My skates didn`t. First broken bone in my life happened on the Balkan tour. Pretty memorable.. Broken arm & elbow dislocation. My Japanese friend Makoto (who I met during the first leg of my journey) happened to be there and took me to hosp, where I had to wait 3 hours to have my arm put back into place, I was given no meds or drugs to sedate me or at least ease the pain. The the doc took me in his arm and nearly kissed me that shocked me even more, then said it was ok to heal in a cast. Woohoo. No operation! Relieved.Signs that it was time to leave Turkey:We got kicked out of the hostel, Zima was kidnapped by a taxi driver, Alfano`s pick up lines didn`t work anymore, ppl didn`t tolerate nudity n Cudot were running butt naked 24/7, to be fair all the French liked nude walking, nude skating, nude shopping.. bullets were loaded and somebody wanted to shoot Morris… I can`t remember the rest, I would hv stayed, I`m pretty sure it was all our fault.
So we waved goodbye and were off to the sunny Greece!! Fun time on the beach n some street skating. Big party vibe, and a heckuva hangover the next day.Next stop was Beograd where I had to leave the tour. We were accused of breaking into a shop –this time we were innocent- Bruce and Antoine were beaten and kicked for nothing, I tried to protect `em and bridge the language gap, as a response the police twisted my already broken and dislocated arm. The guys could hardly dance at the party and skate the comp the day after. And me.. now I need surgery and wires put in to fix me up. This sucks big time..Once again big ups to Samo Bajec for organizing the tour year after year, and looking after us. Rollerblading needs more people like him, we should be very proud to have Samo. It was a fun filled crazy few weeks, enjoyed every minute even with one arm! Good to meet everyone!HOpefully few weeks of rehab, and I’m gonna come back stronger than ever!